Write a new post in response to today’s one-word prompt.
How sad it is when two people so close drift apart over the years. This is what happened to me. In fact; it is my half/sister to whom I am speaking about.
I was ten when she was born. For the first several years; we shared nothing in common. Oh, I was fascinated by her. She was a brand new baby, and I would rather play with my baby dolls. They were able to be held, changed and fed.
As time went by, and she became a young teen, suddenly things turned around for us. She looked up to me, the older sister. She wanted to be all grown-up, so she decided to become my shadow and copycat.
At first I was irritated but as time went on, she sort of grew on me. I was married by then with my new family and we invited my half/sister over many times. We laughed so hard, talked about anything and especially boys. (She was at that age)
She spend many nights and went on trips with us. We remained close as two sisters can be. The copycat/sister relationship was awesome. I was so content. A good husband, beautiful kids, and an awesome sister.
Years flew by and our mom passed away. Seven years later dad passed away. Without going into a long and boring story, I will just say, things went so terribly wrong. Soon jealousy, bitterness and hatred were thrown at me, for being the one chosen to take care of legalities.
To this day, nine years later, my favorite sister has disappeared from my life. There is no more copycat. She wants nothing to do with me. There is definitely love on my side mixed with hurt.
Although I have tried reaching out, nothing works. My only hope now is that she come to see me; not as a copycat, but as a sister, before I leave this earth.